You came in my life as the purest form of happiness
There is no obstacles
It feels as real as the ocean's water
As good a flower of spring
And as brightest as the miday sun in winter
YOU ARE READING
you
PoesíaI am not a writer. I just have to much on my head And i am good with words
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You came in my life as the purest form of happiness
There is no obstacles
It feels as real as the ocean's water
As good a flower of spring
And as brightest as the miday sun in winter
